Okay the comment swap is first because probably most of you only want this. I will comment swap on anything that is not too long. Which meaSn you can't have over ten chapter and your chapters can't be over 5,000 words. I'm sorry, but if they're too long I will stop reading and just right an enthusiastic comment to help you get stars.Dear David,Thanks for not treating me like a girlfriend last...

Hello mibbians!!! Okay, so the free comments, I know you're excited!!!But I won't read anything too long. I'm a lazy person. I will critique your newest story or something. :DAlso, I realize that no one actually knows the real me. Even I don't even know the real me. At school I'm the crazy go-for-it, loud, smiley, gregarious, ecstatic girl. And at home I'm just someone who wants to die.My mom...

I'm only giving free comments to the first FIVE commenters, and also, I'm not reading ANYTHING that'll take a a ninth grader over an hour to read xDAnd if you have a heart, you will reward me by commenting on one of my stories too :P Nah, just kidding, but I would appreciate it.Oh, and which would you chose?1. Blondie with rad hair, and fantasmic sense of humor?2. Musician with even radder hair...

I was raised to feel inferior. I was raised to obey, and be scared of the consequences.I was raised not to smile. I was raised not to laugh.I was raised to stay quiet. I was raised to be unhappy.I was raised not to cry, not to feel any pain.I was raised to not have a soul. I was raised to be perfect.And I'm sick of it all.My mother thinks that she's better than everyone, and she has all her dolt...

My parents are NEVER proud of me. Believe me when I say never. Here are some of the worst scenarios.One day, in Kindergarten, I came home from school with the only one hundred in all of Kinder on a coloring paper. Everything was perfect, and nothing out of the lines. But when I showed it to my mom, she got mad and started yelling at me, saying that real flowers don't have multi colored petals....